Chapter 161

Chapter 161

I looked at Go Jinseong, who had maintained his high-handed attitude throughout the discussion, and spoke.

“Hollywood can do it, but Korea can’t?”

“That’s a pretty bitter thing to say.”

“And I can’t agree with it.”

“If they can do it, then so can we.”

“If it works for them, I believe it can work for us too.”

“And I think Kingdom of Crime is proof of that.”

The Palme d’Or at Cannes.

Ten million admissions.

Those were results no one could deny.

And those results gave weight to my words.

In the end, Go Jinseong lowered his gaze as if he had nothing left to say.

Just as the atmosphere was starting to sink, Kim Eunkyung quickly stepped in.

“All right. How about we do this?”

“Production feasibility is certainly important, but that’s something we, the production companies, should worry about.”

“So for now, I’d like the judges to evaluate only the quality of the work itself.”

“How does that sound?”

At Kim Eunkyung’s mediation, all three judges nodded.

After a brief silence, Writer Seo Kyunghee spoke first.

“Now that I think about it, I may have forgotten my role.”

“As a judge, I should simply evaluate the work itself.”

“I’m not sure why I was worrying about production costs or practical conditions.”

She looked back down at the script.

“If we judge it purely as a work, then I would send this one to the final round.”

Actor Min Sungjae immediately joined in.

“I liked this one from the beginning.”

“If you really make it, I’d love to act in it myself. Hahaha.”

His joke quickly brought laughter back into the room.

Go Jinseong cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Well, two out of three judges are in favor, so I suppose it passes.”

“But separately from that, I’m still half skeptical about this project.”

He sighed.

“Zombies wearing gat...”

“I honestly can’t imagine it.”

For someone who makes a living creating things, his imagination is surprisingly limited.

If anything, the image of zombies wearing traditional Korean gat was exactly what would make the concept both distinctly Korean and instantly eye-catching to viewers around the world.

“But...”

Go Jinseong continued.

“If this project really does get made into a drama, and people respond positively to it, then I’ll admit cleanly that my judgment was too narrow.”

“Of course.”

I smiled leisurely.

“And personal taste is still personal taste.”

The meeting continued.

And eventually, we finalized the twelve works that passed the second round.

The moment I received the list, a smile naturally spread across my face.

[Film Category]

[Night of the Chasers / Kim Dojin]

[Undercover / Park Chulwoo]

[Her Memory Method / Yoon Jisoo]

[Three other works]

[Drama Category]

[Kingdom of Blood / Oh Seoyoung]

[Romance Like a Bonus Book / Kim Hyunjung]

[My Heart Beats / Heo Kyungsun]

[Three other works]

Now all that’s left is to give these guys wings.

There was still a third and final round of judging ahead.

But realistically, the only question now was which project would receive the grand prize.

All twelve works that had survived to this point were future monsters that would eventually shake up Korea’s content industry.

And those raw gems had finally fallen into my hands.


One late autumn morning in November, I entered the lobby of the Korea Exchange in Yeouido.

Even from early morning, the place was crowded with people and reporters.

Today was the day Starlight would officially list on the KOSDAQ market through its IPO.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I spotted CEO Ma Sanghee, dressed in an unusually neat suit, along with Manager Moon Changsoo and several Starlight people.

Among them were Starlight’s representative stars, Moon Hyunbin and Kim Doyoon.

I quickly approached them.

“CEO Ma, congratulations.”

“Today’s finally the day.”

Ma Sanghee warmly took my hand.

“Kibaek... no, CEO Min.”

“You must be busy. Thank you so much for coming.”

“What are you thanking me for?”

“There was no way I’d miss a day like this.”

Moon Hyunbin leaned toward me and lowered his voice as if whispering.

“CEO Min, you came.”

“Man, this is more nerve-racking than I thought.”

“I think I’m more nervous than on the premiere day of one of my dramas.”

I lightly smacked his back.

“Hyung, why are you being so uncool?”

“You’ve done this kind of thing plenty of times.”

“And you’re not here today as Starlight’s pretty face.”

“You’re here as a shareholder and director.”

“So straighten your shoulders.”

Moon Hyunbin immediately puffed out his chest as though he understood.

I turned to Moon Changsoo.

“By the way, Boyoung noona isn’t coming today?”

“She’s Starlight’s second-largest shareholder.”

“She might be the person who benefits the most from this listing.”

“Oh, noona said these kinds of events make her uncomfortable.”

“She said she’d just come to the dinner tonight.”

“That sounds exactly like her.”

A few years ago, when Starlight had been expanding rapidly, Ma Sanghee had considered selling Moon Changsoo’s shares to outside investors to secure more capital.

But Gil Boyoung had worried that bringing in outside shareholders could affect management control.

So she ended up buying Moon Changsoo’s stake herself.

As a result, Gil Boyoung now owned the second-largest stake in Starlight after Ma Sanghee.

At 8:50 a.m., the listing ceremony began.

At the host’s introduction, Ma Sanghee stepped onto the stage.

A large ceremonial drum stood there.

“All right.”

“To wish Starlight a successful listing, we’ll now begin the opening bell ceremony.”

“One, two, three!”

Ma Sanghee swung the mallet in her hands and struck the drum hard.

Boom! Boom!

The majestic sound filled the hall.

At the same moment, numbers began dancing wildly across the enormous electronic display covering the wall.

We applauded from below the stage.

Exactly at nine o’clock, the market opened.

[Starlight (A102930)]

[Opening Price: 30,000 won (+100% from IPO Price)]

“Double!”

“It opened at double!”

Exclamations erupted from all around the audience.

The opening price had started at twice the IPO price.

The so-called double.

But it was too early to be shocked.

The moment the opening price was set, the red arrow shot upward without stopping.

Millions of shares piled up on the buy side, swallowing the order book.

It took less than a minute.

[Current Price: 34,500 won (Upper Limit Reached)]

The number on the electronic board froze in red.

The announcer’s excited voice rang through the hall.

“Starlight has gone straight to the daily upper limit immediately after opening!”

“A so-called double-and-upper-limit!”

“Wooooah!”

Applause erupted as camera flashes poured down like rain.

Ma Sanghee stared at the board in stunned disbelief.

Moon Changsoo and Moon Hyunbin grabbed each other in celebration.

I quietly stared at the red numbers.

The calculator in my head immediately started running.

My initial investment.

And the current value of my stake.

The corners of my mouth slowly rose.

That evening, Ma Sanghee held a party at a luxury private lounge bar in Gangnam to celebrate Starlight’s hugely successful listing.

“Cheers!”

“To Starlight!”

The clear sound of champagne glasses clinking rang beneath the dazzling lights.

The venue was packed with Starlight’s entertainers and staff, along with major management-company figures and investment-company representatives from across Korea.

“CEO Min, thank you so much.”

Ma Sanghee repeatedly bowed toward me.

“I was too overwhelmed earlier to properly thank you.”

“Honestly, if it hadn’t been for you from the very beginning, Starlight itself might never have existed.”

“And now we’ve listed at such a strong valuation...”

I quickly waved my hands.

“No, no.”

“What did I even do?”

“This is all the result of your eye for actors and your ability to take care of your artists.”

We continued exchanging embarrassingly warm compliments.

Then...

“All right, that’s enough.”

Gil Boyoung slipped between us.

“A nice song is only nice the first few times.”

“Now even I’m getting embarrassed listening to the two of you praise each other. Hoho.”

“Why?”

Moon Changsoo approached with both hands full of champagne glasses and smirked.

“It’s heartwarming.”

“They should spend the whole night complimenting each other.”

Moon Hyunbin followed behind him with his own champagne glass.

Then he handed one to Gil Boyoung.

“Actually, Boyoung, shouldn’t you be bowing to Kibaek in gratitude?”

Gil Boyoung blinked.

“Huh?”

“Who do you think made you Starlight’s second-largest shareholder?”

“When Changsoo was going to sell his shares, who told you to buy them?”

“Kibaek did.”

“Right?”

Gil Boyoung tilted her head.

“Did he?”

Moon Changsoo stared at her in disbelief.

“What do you mean, ‘Did he?’”

“Noona, do you even know how much the value of your shares increased today?”

“Sorry.”

Gil Boyoung smiled innocently.

“I don’t really invest in stocks, so I don’t know much about that stuff.”

“Anyway...”

She looked around.

“So does this mean I’m rich now?”

We all burst out laughing at her innocent question.

Our laughter popped like champagne bubbles throughout the room.

How many people did a person meet in life with whom they could genuinely share the joy of success?

I happily drained my champagne in one go.

And as I enjoyed the party, I felt certain that my future with these people would shine even brighter than the Seoul nightscape outside the windows.


Time passed quickly.

One day not long before Christmas, the third and final judging round of the first New Big Visual Content Competition began.

One grand prize.

One excellence prize.

Four merit prizes.

Six encouragement prizes.

In practice, all twelve works that had reached the third round were guaranteed an award.

So this final round was essentially about deciding which of the twelve would receive the grand prize.

Maybe because of that, unlike the second round, the final judging proceeded quietly with little conflict.

The final judges were CEO Han Taesung, Director Song Jaehyun, and Director Choi Kyungmin.

Director Choi had recently finished filming the MBS drama I’m Not an Alien.

“All of these works are so good that I wouldn’t complain no matter which one won the grand prize.”

Choi Kyungmin looked troubled.

Song Jaehyun wore a similar expression.

“I agree.”

“At this point, this doesn’t feel like a matter of skill anymore.”

“It feels like luck.”

Han Taesung smirked.

“Hahaha. At this rate, should we really just flip a coin?”

I looked at him.

“For the grand prize, I’d like you to choose something that fits the purpose of the competition.”

“A project we can move directly into production.”

“If we narrow it down to projects that can enter production immediately, then the field gets much smaller.”

Han Taesung chuckled.

And after a long discussion, the final judging finally came to an end.

“Then, by unanimous decision, the grand prize goes to...”

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